Selling Papers Lyrics & Chords By Nicholas Kirk

My house has got six foot of walls six foot of walls made of dirt. And my roof has got shingles of grass shingles of grass and a great white stone. And the stone it reads how...read more

Babe I love your windowsill You asked me here, I think I will So settle in and cock your ear Because this birdie likes to sing you The songs you like to hear But Babe...read more

Vera flew the coop when she was only soft sixteen She hopped the first and fastest train with some lousy libertine He'd spun a pretty story and he'd stole away her youth And...read more

Oh, to take sorrow and use it as a crutch And have all you need and never know it as such Oh, to want the warmth of fire and get the burn of its touch I think about you way too...read more

I'm packing up again to take a drive down old familiar Highway Five Where every curve feels like a friend I've traveled north and south since I was born for family, friends,...read more